A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

born

was the one who picked the

building with windows that had a

currently snowy, so anyone here would feel comfortable drinking a cup of hot cocoa in a warm house while looking at the

a room all year round, no matter how beautiful

His

almost given up on

had lived two months longer than the

glass of

for you to take the medicine,” Peter reminded him in

Mark seemed like he had not

a while, he murmured, “Today

when

the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated,

also her favorite

to say in response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby?

to fumble in his pocket for

stopped

never did. It seemed it

I better not call her,”

didn’t have to give Cecilia too

was very sad to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped

“Please take your medicine.

some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when you wake

took the medicines from him and swallowed them

he lay on the bed, and a nurse came in to help put

done, Mark looked sideways at

his grip on his phone got weaker and weaker until he finally

rare for Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream and it was about

Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and that Cecilia was

almost

lived two months longer than the doctor

was standing behind him with a glass of

you to take the medicine,” Peter reminded him in

seemed like he

outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day.

when he heard

this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always

also her favorite food,”

suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about

he began to

stopped and shook

he never did. It seemed it was

not call her,” he said

have to give Cecilia too

hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the glass of water and

“Please take your medicine.

pumpkin pies. You can have a

medicines from him and

on the bed, and a nurse came in to help put on the

was done, Mark looked

grip on his phone got weaker

was rare for Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream and it

Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that

much like

for a while and call him

in his

his face,

point, Mark

room were

closed

he needed to have more

ward, but he felt cold all over his body.

had probably gone to buy the

plump foreign nurse

to return home. He missed his home so

Gardon, the food Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous

knew he couldn’t

would never give up as long as

continued to hate him, even if he wouldn’t survive and

to stay strong

finding it difficult

started to make

grew up. The plane would

said he wanted to go there because he

pale fingers trembled as he thought of his

came back to the

into a snowstorm on his way, so

like I’m just in time. The pumpkin pies are

then, he saw the paper planes Mark

neatly arranged the paper planes

have some of

only actually

more than a

it in his mouth, he put

his eyes

really want to go back home and have

Angela’s Library

assured him. But he could see that Mark was somehow

him about it, Mark’s phone

it was around 4 a.m.

was somehow a little upset when he looked at the caller ID. For a

Maybe Edwin misses you,” Peter

broke into a

boy,” he

answer the phone. It was an international call, so

sounded a little

him when he said, “Cecilia gave birth to a girl. Her name is Olivia.

given birth to a girl that had been named

so violently that

a brief silence, Waylen said,

Mark closed his eyes.

will take a flight to come see you next week. I’ll ask her to take photos of the

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

another brief silence, Waylen said, “Mark, no matter what, I hope you

entanglement with

half of his life.

sniffed and put

call, he never

along, was eager to hear what had been discussed since all he’d heard were the one or two words that Mark had

“What happened?” he asked.

edge of the bed in silence. After a while, he looked up at Peter and said, “Cecilia has given birth to a baby girl.

this and he did

said with a

good sign on the first day of the new year. And Olivia

nodded in agreement and began to stroke

fly back home

Angela’s Library

a glance would be

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